Douluo Continent: The Ruler of Time, Reigning Supreme

Chapter 71 Yin Chen's Team VS Huo Yuhao's Team

Mocking Mu Jin so intimately, Zhou Yi's chest heaved violently. Her icy gaze swept over Mu Jin, and she retorted without hesitation:
"Mu Jin, what else can you do besides showing off your words here? My students, even if they lose, will lose with dignity, unlike some people whose students are disappointing and eliminated early, so they can only watch others' misfortunes from here."

Zhou Yi's words undoubtedly struck a nerve with Mu Jin—her proud Class 9's ace team, Ning Tian, ​​was eliminated by Zhou Yi's class.

Mu Jin's face flushed instantly, and her voice rose several decibels:

"Zhou Yi, say it again, if it weren't for your class using some underhanded methods..."

"Teacher Mu."

A slightly helpless and tired voice interrupted her.

Ning Tian, ​​who had suffered a regrettable defeat yesterday, was standing to the side with Wu Feng and Nanmen Yun'er.

With a perfectly timed wry smile on his face, Ning Tian stepped forward and gently tugged at Mu Jin's sleeve.

Although she lost to Huo Yuhao's team and was in low spirits, as the young sect leader of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, she still retained her basic manners and ability to read people.

She could tell that her homeroom teacher was using yesterday's failure and the bet as an excuse to continue arguing with Zhou Yi in front of everyone, which would only make the other teachers look down on Class 9.

"Teacher Mu, the competition is about to start. Let's go sit over there and watch."

Ning Tian spoke softly, his tone carrying a barely perceptible hint of pleading and reminder.

Continuing to argue will only embarrass them.

Wu Feng glared at Zhou Yi with a face full of resentment, wishing he could fight her again, but he still suppressed his anger and echoed:
"Teacher, why bother arguing with her?"

Nanmen Yun'er stood quietly behind Ning Tian and gently tugged at Mu Jin's other sleeve.

Mu Jin was pulled and persuaded by her students, and especially when she saw Ning Tian's pleading eyes, her burning mind calmed down a bit.

She realized that losing her composure in front of so many colleagues was indeed inappropriate, so she snorted heavily, gave Zhou Yi one last glare, and was half-pushed and half-pulled towards a seat next to her by Ning Tian and the others, all the while sneering under her breath:

"Fine, let some people see with their own eyes what an absolute difference in strength is, and see how many minutes your class can last."

Zhou Yi watched Mu Jin being dragged away, her fists clenched, but she didn't say anything more. She just stared intently at the arena with a deep and terrifying gaze, a surge of resentment and unwillingness welling up in her heart.

She absolutely could not accept that her class would be eliminated in the top 16 in such a disgraceful manner.

Han Ruoruo, the homeroom teacher of Class 6, watched the whole incident caused by her students and a helpless smile appeared on her face.

She did not intervene in the dispute between Mu Jin and Zhou Yi, but instead cast a gentle yet proud gaze upon the three people on the arena, including Yin Chen.

No matter how chaotic the outside world is, she has absolute confidence in her students.

The minor incident subsided temporarily, but everyone's attention was now focused even more intently on the ring.

The tension in the air was almost tangible.

On the ring, both teams were already in position.

The three freshmen from Class 6, led by Yin Chen, exuded a calm and composed aura, as if this round of sixteen to eight was just an ordinary match.

The three people opposite them, including Huo Yuhao, had extremely solemn expressions.

The pressure from the three Soul Masters was like a tangible mountain, weighing heavily on his heart.

The confidence that had just begun to rise was now put to a severe test.

An invisible pressure spread out from the ring.

Sensing the atmosphere of this match, far surpassing any previous one, the referee took a deep breath and raised his right hand high. "The match begins!"

The moment the referee finished speaking, the atmosphere on the stage exploded.

Accompanied by a series of soft shouts, dazzling light and powerful soul energy surged into the sky.

On Huo Yuhao's team's side, the Spirit Eyes were activated, the shimmering white spirit rings rose, and the mental detection network was instantly deployed.

Behind Wang Dong, the wings of the dazzling Goddess of Light butterfly unfurled, and the two spirit rings, one yellow and one purple, which exceeded the optimal ratio, elicited a murmur of surprise.

Before Xiao Xiao, the Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron hummed and appeared, and two yellow soul rings emerged on his body.

However, their brilliance paled in comparison to the three people opposite them.

Yin Chen stood still, surrounded by an invisible gust of wind. He did not release his soul rings, but the oppressive feeling that made people's hearts tremble was already there.

Gu Yuena took a step forward, a silver glint flashing in her cool purple eyes.

A melodious dragon roar seemed to resound from the void, and dazzling silver light burst forth from her body.

A pair of elegant yet powerful silver dragon wings suddenly unfolded behind her, stirring up the air currents with each gentle flap.

On its forehead, a pair of delicate, small silver dragon horns emerged from its skin, shimmering with a mysterious luster.

Her exposed skin was instantly covered with a layer of fine and gorgeous silver dragon scales, as if she were wearing divine armor.

In her right hand, a long spear, entwined with silver dragon patterns, materialized—the Silver Dragon Spear.

The spearhead pointed directly at the ground, exuding a chilling aura.

Three standard-proportion spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, rose from beneath her feet, their tremors pulsating.

A noble and ancient dragon's might, originating from the very source of life, suddenly spread out, causing Huo Yuhao and the other two opposite to gasp for breath.

Ye Guyi appeared both holy and sharp, possessing the Holy Angel Martial Soul, which enveloped her in a layer of pale golden light. She also had two yellow and one purple soul rings, but that pure light and holy aura exerted a subtle suppression on Wang Dong's Goddess of Light Butterfly.

"Do it."

Despite the discomfort caused by the dragon's might and the divine pressure, Huo Yuhao shouted loudly during the mental sharing.

The battle broke out instantly.

Yin Chen didn't move, he just raised his hand, and his innate ability - Wind of Time - was activated.

Instead of a gentle breeze, it transformed into countless pale blue wind blades, visible to the naked eye, carrying a piercing whistling sound and cutting power, sweeping towards Huo Yuhao and his companions like a tidal wave.

Wherever the wind blades passed, the air seemed to become viscous and chaotic, greatly limiting the agility of Huo Yuhao and his companions.

With a light tap of her Silver Dragon Spear, Gu Yuena unleashed a barrage of basic elemental attacks—crimson fireballs, icy blue ice spikes, purple lightning, and cyan wind blades—as if they possessed a life of their own, precisely and densely covering every evasive angle of Huo Yuhao's team, delivering perfect firepower suppression and control.

Ye Guyi, like a holy sword drawn from its sheath, flapped her angel wings and transformed into a golden streak of light, heading straight for Wang Dong.

Her attacks were simple, direct, and swift; divine energy condensed into a holy sword, its sword energy crisscrossing.

"The cauldron trembles."

"The cauldron swayed."

Xiao Xiao shouted repeatedly, and the huge Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron in front of her burst out with a strong dark light.

(End of this chapter)